[Chorus]
Hear it ring on the air, it's the voice of my country so fair,
Can't you feel? Oh, can't you see? The IRA will set them free.

[Chorus]
Hear it ring on the air, it's the voice of my country so fair,
Can't you feel? Oh, can't you see? The IRA will set them free.

[Verse]
In the jail that held MacSwiney, in that prison where he died,
Lies two daughters of old Erin and they fill my heart with pride,
For I know that England wishes, that we'd let them die alone,
And all the voice of old Ireland, cries for us to bring them home.

[Chorus]
Hear it ring on the air, it's the voice of my country so fair,
Can't you feel? Oh, can't you see? The IRA will set them free.

[Verse]
Twas for loving dear old Ireland brought them to this prison hell,
But the ghosts of Pearse and Connolly, fill their lonely prison cell,
Clarke and Plunkett stand beside them, MacDonagh, MacDermott and Wolfe Tone,
And all the voice of old Ireland, cries for us to bring them home.

[Chorus]
Hear it ring in the air, it's the voice of my country so fair,
Can't you feel? Oh, can't you see? The IRA will set them free.

[Verse]
So I pray young men of Ireland, don't betray our daughters true,
Proudly stand beside our heroes, blessed they died for you and me,
Though the tyrant would deny us, we can break their hearts of stone,
And all the voices will be singing, when we bring our daughters home.

[Chorus]
Hear it ring in the air, it's the voice of my country so fair,
Can't you feel? Oh, can't you see? The IRA will set them free.

[Chorus]
Hear it ring in the air, it's the voice of my country so fair,
Can't you feel? Oh, can't you see? The IRA will set them free,
The IRA will set them free.